Perfect Picture [The ShadowDance Club 7] (Siren Publishing Classic) (10 page)

She’d surprised him when she’d admitted an interest in the lifestyle that he had always known held the keys to his own pleasure. He’d never been a heavy-handed Dom, but the fulfillment he found when showing a woman all the ways he could bring her pleasure if she would just give herself to him was more gratifying than his own release. He had shared women in the past and had appreciated the ménages he’d participated in. Helping another Dom show his sub the ecstasy she could find as the sole point of focus of two men was something he had enjoyed. But Noah felt a strong sense of possessiveness with Ilaina that he hadn’t anticipated and he wasn’t sure he’d ever be willing to share her body with another man. And he was certain he couldn’t share her heart.

“You never cease to bring the joy of the unexpected into my life, c
ara
. The fact that you are curious about what a BDSM lifestyle and The Club might be able to offer you is a turn on. We’ll have an in-depth conversation about this I promise you, but there are a couple of things I want you to know from the beginning. I’m not a sadist and since I already know you aren’t into real pain we shouldn’t have any challenges in that department. But I do want you to understand that while I have enjoyed being a third for ménages in the past, I will not ever be able to share you in the same way your brothers or the Lamonts do Layla and Katarina.” He moved up so that his hands were on each side of her face and his gaze intent upon hers. “You are mine. Every moan, every gasp, every beat of your heart will belong to me. I will never share your heart with another. I have loved you since the first time we stretched out on the hood of my car and watched shooting stars over the lake. And even though I have made some pretty huge mistakes, my heart was always in the right place.” When he saw the tears in her eyes he knew he’d made his point, so he tried to lighten the mood a bit by adding, “It was just my head that was up my ass.”

Ilaina’s giggle was like music to his ears and he realized then just how much he’d missed by staying away from her for so long. Vowing to not waste another minute he moved down her toned body leaving a trail of kisses in his wake. Watching as the chill bumps raced over her caramel-colored skin he smiled. “You are so responsive. You are every man’s dream in the flesh and the significance of the fact that you are laid out like a feast before me is not lost on me. Grasp the headboard and do not let go.” When she had followed his instruction, he continued. “Now let’s see how long you can hold back your release my love. No coming unless I give you permission.”

Noah saw the panic in her eyes and smiled as he lowered his mouth to her sweet sex. Running his tongue through her soaking folds he didn’t even try to hold back his groan of pleasure knowing the vibration would push her even closer to the edge. She was so wet and her body’s involuntary efforts to press closer to his touch were a heartwarming affirmation. “You taste so fucking good. I could do this for hours,
cara
. The feel of your swollen tissues against my lips and the taste of your sweet cream as it spreads over my tongue saturating my taste buds is heaven.” He’d seen her eyes go wide at the thought of him teasing her for hours and as fun as it would be, he knew withholding an orgasm was a learned skill for any sub, so he wouldn’t expect her to hold off for long tonight. Not to mention the fact he was nearing the edge of control himself.

Pushing his fingers deep into her he felt the flutters along the walls of her vagina and stilled. “
Cara,
hold it back and I promise it will be so much better. You’ll fly higher the longer you can delay your release—trust me, love.” When he saw her take several steadying breathes and quickly nod her head, he smiled. “Good girl.” He curved his fingers up so that he was pressing on her G-spot and her eyes dilated and she started to shake. Just when he knew she was rolling over the point of no return, he commanded, “Come for me
cara
.” He’d quickly moved up and captured her scream of release before she brought them too much attention. Wishing they were back at home in his bed so he could enjoy the sound of her screams of pleasure as they echoed through the wide open arrangements of his home. And he made a silent promise to them both that he would make that a reality as soon as possible.

Before she could come completely back to earth, he positioned himself over her wrapping his hand around her wrists so she’d feel the effect of his control and slid in as far as he could before she went over again and clamped down on him like a vice. Her panting breaths were about to rob him of the fine threads leashing his control. “Oh God, I can’t believe how good that feels. The ridges and veins of your cock caress me and it is so much more than—” He smiled when she seemed to realize she was speaking aloud.

Well, now wasn’t that interesting? What are you not saying my love?
“
Cara
, I suggest you explain that statement…quickly.” He had frozen and made sure her eyes were locked on his. “Right now, love.”

“Please don’t be angry. I was just…um, well…the feeling of your cock is nothing like my vibrator.” He saw her eyes roll back and he saw the mortification in them a split second before she closed them trying to shut him out.

He wouldn’t allow her to hide from him and there was nothing she could ever tell him that would shock him. And truthfully, he was beyond thrilled to find out how much better “real sex” was for her because more than once he had heard women talking on photo shoots and some had said their vibrators were better than their partners. “Open your eyes, love.” He waited for her to comply before he continued. “I don’t want you to
ever
feel like you need to be embarrassed or humiliated by saying what you feel. I want to hear everything. Remember, you
belong
to me. That means that I want it all, baby. Everything. Your thoughts, hopes, dreams, fears, aspirations, and love—I don’t want you to hold anything back.”

He saw her eyes fill with tears, but knew they weren’t tears of sadness. “You have touched my heart, Noah. I didn’t think I’d ever find a love that felt safe. My deepest desire has always been to feel as loved as my mother did. There wasn’t a day that I can ever remember her not mentioning that to me. She always stressed I should follow my heart to the soul that touched mine.”

Knowing he had touched her heart filled every little gap in his heart with the warmth he’d longed for. Relishing her tears as the soul-to-soul connection he knew they were he leaned down and kissed away the salty sweetness as it trailed into her hair. “That’s it baby—give it all to me.” Resuming his measured strokes in and out of her slick heat he knew he wasn’t going to last long himself. When he felt her pussy locking around him it triggered his own release. His balls tightened almost painfully just before cum jetted its way out the end of his cock and he knew the pulses against her cervix were what had triggered her release. “Come for me Ilaina.”

The walls of her pussy went slick with her release and the feeling was the most erotic thing he’d ever experienced. The added lubrication set off a second firestorm midway through the first. And this one ran the length of his spine and the bright lights that played out behind his eyelids told him the lightning had reached the very depths of his brain. For several seconds he felt as if someone had applied an electrical probe directly into his gray matter because his focus was destroyed and he could barely breathe.

Rolling them to their sides he just held her close and let the moment’s importance linger. His biggest fear when he’d heard rumors of Ilaina’s impending retirement from modeling had been that she wouldn’t return to Climax – that the damage he’d done was just too far past repair. But he’d had Alex and Zach start looking for a place for him to set up shop anyway as a leap of faith. And right now—holding her in his arms and enjoying the feeling of her relaxed and sated body as it rested against him—trusting him to shelter her as she slept, he realized the magnitude of the second chance he’d been given.

“Sleep well, my love. I’ll hold you close and cherish the gift that is you.” He knew her conscious mind hadn’t heard his words but he would hold close the prayer that her soul had heard and would believe his promise.

The look on Ilaina’s face the next morning when she’d looked over the “gadgets” Mitch had sent had been a Kodak moment. And Noah wished he’d been prepared and caught the incredulous moment on film. She had been instructed on the various pieces she’d be wearing and which ones were to be slipped to Myla as soon as they met her. The ShadowDance team had done a masterful job of designing pieces that would look like the primitive creations of a child living in the poverty of a third world country. And it hadn’t surprised Noah at all to find out that the Lamonts’ friend Ian McGregor had been instrumental in, not only the design, but also in ensuring that the pieces were finished and ready to be used on such short notice.

Noah didn’t know Ian well but his reputation as an innovative businessman was almost a legend. He’d taken over his father’s failing business when he had died suddenly. From what Noah had heard from Alex, Ian had been in his early twenties and with Daniel Lamont’s help the young man had turned the business around in record time. And then there was the fact that he owned one of the East Coast’s most prestigious BDSM clubs. Club Isola was located on a private island just off the Virginia coast and catered to Washington D.C.’s elite.

Ian McGregor had gotten married recently and Noah made a mental note to send them something as a gift and a thank you for his help with the tracking devices they all hoped would keep both Ilaina and Myla safe. The road to leading them to the Yankari Game Reserve was bumpy and Noah heard Ilaina’s soft groan when he hit a particularly deep rut in the road. “Something wrong,
cara
?” He managed to suppress his laugh when he heard her growl from deep in her throat.

“I’m going to hurt him you know? I really like Rissa, I swear I do, but she is going to have to make do with just one husband from now on.” This time he couldn’t hold back his chuckle. “It’s not funny. I mean seriously, do you have any idea how mean I am going to look in the photos you are planning to take?”

“
Cara
, I promise you, you are not going to look mean. You are going to look sensuous and the only problem with the pictures is going to be getting enough shots that I’m going to be willing to share with the world. Because I can guarantee that every Dom in the world is going to look at them and know immediately what was happening to you.” He’d told her the truth when he’d said he was going to have a hard time parting with any of the pictures because he knew the Ben Wa balls he’d inserted in her this morning might be a great place to hide a back-up tracking device but she was paying a hefty price. If there had been any way to insert them after their arrival he would have waited, but he had studied the brochures outlining the facilities at the entrance and knew there was nothing available that would afford them that level of privacy.

“Remember, the ShadowDance team has worked several rescues and every time there was a problem the first thing that happened was the women were stripped of their jewelry. Smile,
cara
and I want you to remind you there is a wonderful bedroom on the Lamonts’ jet and as soon as we get Myla settled I’ll help you feel better—how’s that sound?”

The look on her face was something between complete disbelief and fury. He was certain he wouldn’t enjoy having it directed at him. “Are you fucking serious? That’s going to be
hours
from now. I need to come
now
!” Okay—so perhaps she wasn’t coping as well as he’d hoped she might, but he couldn’t very well just pull off the side of the dusty trail that served as the road to their destination and take care of her either.

“Well, then love, perhaps you should turn your beautiful self so that your back is to the door. Lock it and face me,
cara.
” He knew they were just a few minutes from the game reserve’s check-in gate, but from the look of desperation in her lust-filled eyes he didn’t think this would take long. “Pull that pretty dress up and show me what is mine, love.” When she quickly complied he had to stifle his chuckle. “Good girl, now move the panties to the side. Gorgeous.” Christ, if he didn’t watch were they were going he was going to drive right off the road and that was going to attract more attention than they needed.

“Show me how you pleasure yourself, baby. I want to know exactly what you like and I want to hear you scream my name as you come.” He wasn’t surprised to see her glance up at him quickly but then move her fingers to her soaking folds. Her quick acceptance of his command spoke volumes about her desperation. “You are beautiful, all spread out for my viewing pleasure. You’ve made me so hard, baby.” Her breaths were coming in short pants and he only wished he could reach over and run his fingers through her wetness. “Now, use your fingers to draw circles around your clit. It is already peeking out from under its hood seeking attention. That’s it, make the circles just a bit smaller and now give that ripe berry a firm squeeze and come for me
cara.
”

Her screaming his name had been the absolute sweetest torture in the world. He’d wanted nothing more than to stop and lick away all her honey he’d seen steaming out of her pussy. But since it just wasn’t a reasonable option, he’d make do by giving her his handkerchief. He hated that she had to clean herself up because as a Dom he had always considered that his responsibility and right. When he saw Ilaina start to put the soiled cloth into her purse he held out his hand and smiled to himself as she reluctantly handed it over. Her eyes went wide when he brought it to his nose and inhaled the scent of her release and growled. “This is just going to have to hold me over until I can get you alone, my love.”